I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

Xie Lun was spreading the collected weapons and equipment on the hood of the car, and turned his head casually to look at it. Just as the woman walked up to the headlights, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Under the light, Xie Lun could see clearly that this woman was very young, but she was only in her twenties, but she was extremely beautiful. Although the facial features are a bit tough and the lips are a bit thick, they have an inexplicable temptation to men.

A woman like this, the older she gets, the more attractive she becomes.

Looking at Xie Lun with straight eyes, the woman smiled generously and stretched out her hand: "Let's get to know each other again, my name is Monica, and I can be said to be a fugitive at the moment."

Looking at Bai Shengsheng's little hand stretched out in front of him, Xie Lun raised his eyebrows and gently held it: "Hello, Monica, my name is Jie Lun, Jie Lun Zhou!"

"Honey, your name is fake when you hear it."

"Each each other."

"Hmph, that's the real name they told you."

"Ha ha……"

After Xie Lun checked the weapons, he picked out the suitable ones and took them with him, and then went to check the cars next to him. And Monica wandered around in a bored way: "You are really powerful. You killed more than a dozen gunmen almost instantly. Mr. Jie Lun, I am getting more and more curious about your real identity."

Xie Lun ignored her, no matter how beautiful the beauty is, it is not as important as her own life. He had just arrived in front of a modified off-road vehicle, and suddenly Monica exclaimed: "Oh my God, this man is still alive."

Xie Lun quickly drew his gun and looked back, only to see Monica squatting beside the scarred man whose head was shot by Fei in the end.

Sheron snorted angrily, retracted the gun, and continued to check the vehicle. Monica struggled to lay the man flat on the ground, and said anxiously, "Come and help."

Xie Lun said coldly: "One shot to the head, even if you don't die on the spot, you won't be saved. Beauty, I advise you, you'd better collect some supplies quickly, the road will be open for a while, let's go halfway, and then we will never go again." not see."

"Why are you so cold-blooded, man?" Monica ran over, found a first-aid kit from inside the car, carried it and ran back, "My father was an undercover police officer who died, I will never see death saved."

Xie Lun shrugged his shoulders, everyone has his own aspirations and cannot be forced. He got into the SUV, turned on the lights, and pulled out the portfolio. Now that I finally have time, I can take a look at what is in this file bag.

"Shhh..."

After tearing off the sealing strip, there were only a few thin sheets of paper in the file bag.

John Rambo, a former member of the Green Beret Special Forces, an expert in mountain and jungle survival, has participated in the Vietnam War, the Gulf War, and the Afghanistan War...the winner of the Purple Star Medal, and a secret special instructor of the Ministry of State...

After such a macho retired three years ago, he has been spending his days on a remote farm in New Mexico. But half a month ago, he sneaked into Mexico secretly for some reason, was attacked by local gangs, and was seriously injured behind him.

Fortunately, he was treated by kind people. After half a month of recovery from his injuries, Rambo woke up and sent out a distress signal.

Looking at the black-and-white photo on the copy, Xie Lun pouted, it looked like a posthumous photo, it was too unlucky.

At the end of the file is a series of numbers, which is the phone number Rambo called James for help.

This off-road vehicle was actually equipped with a satellite phone, Xie Lun picked up the phone without any politeness, and dialed the number. The phone rang for a long time before it was connected.

"Password?"

A deep male voice came from the other side of the phone.

"Agate stone. Security code?"

"73X867M."

"The password is correct... I have sneaked into Mexico, report your current location."

"Sangxi City, a small city 60 kilometers away from the border. The specific location, we will contact you after you arrive."

"it is good!"

After Sharon hung up the phone,

He pulled out the landline and crushed the chip inside into pieces.

"Sangxi City?" Xie Lun looked around, "Master, where am I now?"

At this time, the rear door opened, and the seemingly weak Monica actually dragged the man over, and then pushed hard into the car.

Xie Lun's eyes widened: "What are you doing?"

"He's fine, the bullet passed through his mouth, only shattered a few of his teeth, and didn't even hurt his tongue." Monica said panting, "Just a simple treatment, he will recover soon .”

Xie Lun spread his hands: "I mean, why did you push me into the car to save someone?"

The man woke up unexpectedly, trying to wriggle his lips, and spit out a few words indistinctly.

Xie Lun didn't hear clearly, but Monica opened her beautiful eyes wide and looked at Xie Lun with a little surprise: "He said he knew you, and he entered Mexico with you!"

"what?"

Xie Lun leaned forward and carefully observed the man in a state of embarrassment and blood on his face. It took him a long time before he remembered that the person sitting in the passenger seat of the pickup truck in front seemed to be the man in front of him.

It's just that he was wearing sunglasses at the time, and Xie Lun just glanced at it quickly, so I don't remember it very clearly.

Xie Lun hesitated, and asked in a low voice, "Who is sitting next to me?"

The man spat out a series of words again and again, and Monica acted as an interpreter: "He said that there is no one around you, and the co-pilot sitting in front of you is named Matt, with a full beard, but that beard is actually fake... ...Well, he also knows that your ID is called Jie Lun Zhou."

Xie Lun curled his lips: "Okay, let him come up."

Monica glared: "It's easy to say, help me, it's not easy for a weak woman like me to drag him here, okay?"

Fifteen minutes later.

While driving the car, Xie Lun said angrily: "Let's talk about it first, we will go our separate ways when we get to the place in a while, and we will never see each other again."

Monica pouted: "Do you hate being with others so much?"

Nonsense, it's all your fault that you've come to this point. First, because of you, I clashed with the local gang for no reason, then I was smashed by you, and then I crashed into a car, and finally because of your meddling, I got an extra oil bottle.

Xie Lun glared at Monica, then turned to the man lying behind panting and asked, "Do you have a temporary shelter or an emergency contact point?"

The man struggled to spit out a word: "Sangxi City."

Xie Lun blinked: "Where is it? How to get there?"

Monica's eyes lit up, and a smug expression appeared on her pretty face: "Excuse me, this handsome guy, do you need a guide? You can also work as a free translator for free."

Xie Lun rolled his eyes speechlessly.

It was almost equivalent to a hotel that had been demolished. Scott's men finally captured Sheron's image from the dilapidated surveillance video at the hotel entrance.

Only twenty minutes later, in the capital of Mexico, in Mexico City, in a quaint but extremely large manor.

A well-dressed butler hurriedly stepped into a luxurious bedroom and gently woke up the sleeping old man.

In his hand, he held a somewhat blurry photo, which was the image of Sherron in the video.

"Patriarch, he has come to Mexico."

The old man put on his glasses, held the photo with trembling fingers, didn't say anything, just nodded seemingly casually.

Half an hour later, five helicopters took off from Mexico City and roared towards the border.